I wear my patent leather shoes
And my golden fleeces,
A feather in my hair for you
And then I fall to pieces

At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh, oh)
Celebrate you

We're quiet as two mannequins
Feasting on silences
We wait for Christmas to begin
To see the cracking faces
I tip my glass a toast to you,
The blood spills on the carpet

At your celebration (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh)
Celebration (Oh-oh, Oh-oh)
Celebrate you

And in the dream you held a gun;
You killed off all who hurt you
And left me there the only one
Who would not dare desert you
I'm safe here growing in the shade,
Away from all your brightness
I lost my innocence today
When I learned how to write this

Tonight my nightgown is in knots
I toss and turn in your honor
I'll never know just what I've got
As long as you're my father
And I'll keep searching here for you,
I'll clean out every corner

It's not my fault
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault (celebrate you)
It's not my fault